On Thanksgiving day, 2000, we lost my cousin Kaaren to Cancer.

 

Kaaren was an incredible inspiration to a lot of people.  There has not been a nicer person, and in all the years she battled her different forms of cancer, she always maintained a dignity and grace that was an inspiration to all.

 

I had sworn off marathons forever, but for some reason I felt like I needed to do something.  Kaaren had that effect on people.  So I decided I’d try another one, to raise money towards cancer research.  It was one of the most amazing experiences of my life.

 

The write-up of my results can be found here: <results>

 

 

Me, Bao, and Matt.  Old guy (with bad knees), US Marine, and young studly soccer player.  Which one would you put your money on to win?

 

 

Damn Kenyans had a slight head start!

 

 

 

There’s Matt!

 

 

 

Hey look, I won!  Where’s Matt?  Where’s Bao?  Ha ha ha ha!

 

 

 

Feeling good..

 

 

 

Piece of cake..

 

 

 

Beaten by the old guy – but FINISHED!!

 

 

 

911?

 

 

 

I had to rub it in!